The great battle was about to erupt.
Seeing the dozens of Fish-Man lackeys densely surrounding them, a cold glint flashed through Ronan's eyes.
He turned to Luffy and said in a deep voice, "Luffy, leave that bastard Arlong to you. As for these reckless little lackeys..."
The iron spear in Ronan's hand suddenly trembled, letting out a droning dragon-like roar:
"Leave them to us."
With that, Ronan showed no hesitation. Carrying the hundred-pound iron spear, he actually took one step after another toward the savage-looking Fish-Men.
Every step landed heavily, as though he were stepping on the enemy's hearts, while the blood and qi within his body began to boil.
[ Ding! The host has entered combat mode. Cultivation Multiplier *3 ]
"Hey! You human brat! Where do you think you're going?"
Several Fish-Men wielding broadswords sneered when they saw Ronan approaching alone.
In their eyes, lowly creatures like humans were not even worthy of carrying their shoes.
"Looking to die?! We're Fish-Men with ten times the arm strength of humans!"
A burly Fish-Man charged out first, swinging the Mace in his hand and viciously smashing it down at Ronan's head!
Ronan's expression did not change. He did not even stop walking.
Facing the whistling Mace, he merely flicked his wrist.
"Xing Yi Great Spear - Collapse!"
There was no flashy technique, only the combination of pure strength and speed.
The twelve-foot Zhangba Iron Spear instantly transformed into a black bolt of lightning in Ronan's hands.
The spear shaft bent into an astonishing arc, then, using the tremendous recoil, its butt end lashed out like a steel whip, striking after yet arriving first!
"Pa—!!!"
A tooth-aching crack of bone rang out, accompanied by a crisp burst like a watermelon exploding.
The Fish-Man did not even see what had happened before his head instantly exploded beneath that terrifying blow!
Red and white matter splattered everywhere!
The immense impact did not fade. The headless corpse flew backward like a cannonball, crashing viciously into the Fish-Men behind him and knocking down three or four companions.
"W-What?!"
The smiles on the Fish-Men's faces froze instantly.
"O-One strike?!"
"That was... a brother with ten times human arm strength!"
Ronan slowly withdrew his spear, its tip angled toward the ground. A drop of blood slid down the black shaft and fell onto the white tiles beside the pool, looking especially dazzling.
He raised his head, sweeping his gaze across the terrified Fish-Men around him. His voice was as cold as if it had come from the deepest hell:
"Ten times the arm strength?"
"That's it?"
Ronan sneered, and his figure suddenly erupted, like a tiger charging into a flock of sheep!
"You filthy Fish-Men, die for me!!!"
"Kill—!!!"
The iron spear in Ronan's hand came fully alive.
At that moment, Ronan seemed to transform into a thousand-armed Shura.
Countless black spear shadows appeared in the air, each carrying deadly spiraling force.
"Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff!"
The sounds of Sharp Blades piercing flesh came without end.
The four Fish-Men charging at the front clutched their throats almost simultaneously.
A bloody hole had been pierced clean through each of their throats!
Blood gushed out like fountains, staining the ground beneath their feet red.
"Damn it! Get him together! Kill him!"
The surrounding Fish-Men finally reacted. Relying on their superior numbers, they attacked from all sides.
Some sprayed water, some swung blades, and some tried to seize the iron spear with brute force.
"Trying to gang up on me?"
A brilliant gleam flashed in Ronan's eyes as Observation Haki fully activated, bringing every movement around him into his sight.
Faced with attacks from every direction, he did not dodge. Instead, he united waist and stance, then let out a furious roar:
"Sweep the Thousand Armies!!"
He swung the hundred-pound iron spear in a full circle, its howling wind carving out a seven-meter-wide ring of death!
"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Amid a series of dull impacts and Bone Cracking Sounds, the seven or eight Fish-Men who had rushed in were swept away at the waist as though struck by a speeding train!
Some Fish-Men had all their ribs shattered, while others had their spines pulverized. Screaming, they flew into the air and fell into the enormous pool like dumplings.
The once azure pool water was instantly dyed a glaring crimson by blood.
This was the might of a National Martial Arts spear!
This was the domineering power of death upon contact and injury from even a graze!
Ronan stood amid the pile of corpses, not a speck of dust on his clothes, while the iron spear in his hand had already drunk deeply of blood.
He turned to look at Arlong, who was preparing to attack Luffy not far away, as well as the Fish-Men frightened out of their wits. A cruel smile curled at the corner of his mouth:
"The so-called Fish-Man advantage..."
Ronan slammed the iron spear heavily down, shattering the stone slabs beneath his feet:
"In the face of true martial arts, it's nothing more than a joke."
Arlong Park, once filled with false laughter, had now become an Asura Field.
The vast sea-connected pool, its seawater once clear and blue, was being dyed a murky crimson at a pace visible to the naked eye.
The air was thick with a nauseating rusty stench, intertwined with the sea breeze and assaulting everyone's nerves.
Ronan stood amid the corpses, the Zhangba Iron Spear in his hand angled toward the ground. The black spear shaft reflected a cold, sinister gleam beneath the sunlight.
Drops of thick blood slid down from the spear tip, falling with soft drips.
[ Host's current attributes: Strength 17, Speed 17, Physique 17 ]
Feeling the river-like rush of blood and qi within his body, Ronan's lips curled into a cold arc.
A week of hellish training in "Thirteen Taibao Horizontal Refinement," along with triple cultivation, had brought a tremendous leap in his strength.
At this moment, with only his terrifying 17 points of strength and speed, combined with Xing Yi Thirteen Spears, he was synonymous with invincibility in this East Blue.
"Too weak."
Ronan murmured softly.
The great spear in his hand danced once more, like a black Poison Dragon.
"Puff! Puff! Puff!"
The spear shadows flashed, and three more Fish-Men attempting a sneak attack fell while clutching their throats.
Under Ronan's Observation Haki, these Fish-Men moved as slowly as a slideshow.
"Bastard—!!"
A shrill, furious roar shook the entire Paradise.
By the pool, Arlong watched the hellish scene before him. His eyes instantly became bloodshot, turning a terrifying crimson.
Those who had fallen were all his kin, his "family" in this world.
"You lowly inferior species... how dare you kill my brethren!!"
Every muscle in Arlong's body bulged, and his long saw-toothed nose trembled with rage.
He violently drew a massive serrated blade from beside him—"Zhan Feng"—and the stone slabs beneath his feet instantly shattered.
Like a bloodthirsty mad shark, he charged toward Ronan, who was still slaughtering his way through them, with unstoppable force!
"I'll crush you all—into pieces!!!"
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